A small spaceship with a simple appearance traveled through the world at an extremely fast speed.
This is the flying prop of the two people from the Giant Temple. Its speed reaches the seventh level, its defense is also extremely strong, and it is worth a lot of money.
The Red Star Territory and the Dark Sky Territory where the Giant Temple is located are also separated by the Yangling Territory. With such a long distance, it is natural to use flying props.
On the way, Zhao Feng learned that the strong man was called the Ancient God Poyue, and the plump woman was called the Ancient God Ningyue. Both of them were members of the Titan Temple, and they were also bloodline holders of the Titan Clan.
"They are all the fifteenth-ranked race among the ancient races!"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be shocked.
The Titan Clan ranks fifteenth among the ancient tribes. It is said that after the Titan Clan stimulates their blood, they become so huge that they can turn mountains and seas with a single strike.
Perhaps I had underestimated these people before. The fifteenth-ranked race is definitely not as simple as it seems.
"Actually, the situation is not what Young Master Zhao thought. Although the Giant God Clan is strong, their bloodline is rather special..."
Ancient God Ning Yue was more enthusiastic and took the initiative to introduce.
Each of the ancient races has its own special characteristics.
The bloodline of the Titan race is extremely powerful, but this race also has flaws that other bloodline races do not have, that is, the probability of bloodline inheritance is low, and the bloodline concentration is relatively thin and extremely difficult to increase.
For example, Ancient God Poyue and Ancient God Ningyue, although they are both giant gods, their bloodline concentration is very low, and they are not worthy of the name of real giant gods.
Therefore, although they are ranked fifteenth among the giant gods, in terms of strength, they are about the same as the twenty-sixth ranked ancient soul tribe.
"But Master Wuhen is the one with the highest concentration of blood among the giant gods. If we give him time..."
Ancient God Ning Yue showed a look of reverence on his face.
Zhao Feng nodded. His understanding of each race of the ancient races was not detailed.
From the words of Ancient God Ning Yue, he learned that although the bloodline of the Giant Gods is powerful, there are not many owners of the Bloodline of the Giant Gods, and even fewer have high blood concentration.
"It seems that Xin Wuhen's origin is unusual!"
Zhao Feng fell into deep thought.
He was certain that when he met Xin Wuhen before, he didn't have any bloodline.
After contacting the corpse of the giant god clan in the mainland, Zhao Feng quickly thought of something.
"Perhaps, that divine corpse is Xin Wuhen's previous life. After reincarnation, Xin Wuhen came to the divine corpse and obtained the memories of his previous life. The inheritance includes bloodline. And this giant god clan divine corpse must also be a peerless power in its previous life!"
Only in this way can we explain why Xin Wuhen possessed the bloodline of the Giant God Clan and directly became the master of the Giant God Temple.
But when you think about it this way, there are even more strange things.
Why did Xin Wuhen, who was so powerful in his previous life, fall and die in the mainland?
Also, why does the Ancient Soul Palace want to seize the Ancient Divine Seal, while the Giant Temple where Xin Wuhen is located also needs the Ancient Divine Seal?
These questions should be the secrets of the Giant Temple, so Zhao Feng did not ask any more questions.
"What's the matter with your injury?"
Zhao Feng looked at Ancient God Poyue. His soul was severely damaged, as Zhao Feng had seen before.
"When we came to look for you, we were killed by the Ancient Soul Clan..."
Ancient God Poyue looked a little embarrassed and said directly.
At this moment, the three of them felt that the entire small spacecraft suddenly shook violently.
"It must be Ancient God Youya and the others!"
Ancient God Poyue's expression suddenly changed, and Ancient God Ningyue also became a little solemn.
Buzz!
Zhao Feng couldn't help but move his left eye, and his sight penetrated.
I saw three people surrounding the spaceship, attacking the simple spaceship with calm smiles on their faces.
Those three people are all eighth-level ancient gods. The leader is a gray-haired old man, who is also the Youya Ancient God in the mouth of Poyue Ancient God. His strength has reached the peak of eighth-level. The others are a man and a woman.
These three people all have one characteristic, that is, their bodies are dark and translucent.
"You from the Giant Temple, please come out and die!"
The short-haired middle-aged man laughed evilly.
"Ancient Soul Clan!"
Zhao Feng judged these people based on their physical features.
Combining the information obtained before, it is not difficult for Zhao Feng to think that these people are from the Ancient Soul Palace.
"How do they know our location? It's over now!"
Ancient God Ning Yue looked anxious.
"Now I am seriously injured, and there is an eighth-level peak among them. We are no match for them!"
Ancient God Poyue said very angrily.
"We now have Mr. Zhao. Together, the three of us should be able to compete!"
Ancient God Ning Yue immediately looked at Zhao Feng.
Based on their previous interactions, she felt that Zhao Feng was definitely not weak.
"Although Brother Zhao has just broken through the eighth level, his strength is indeed extraordinary, but Brother Zhao, what you are good at is the Soul Dao, and the Ancient Soul Clan is an ancient race of the Soul Dao..."
Ancient God Poyue looked at Zhao Feng and shook his head slightly.
Although Zhao Feng's bloodline eyes are mysterious, they do not belong to the eight divine eyes and are of little use after all.
The Ancient Soul Clan is an ancient race that specializes in the soul path. Zhao Feng cannot be a match for the Ancient Soul Clan, and may even be restrained by the Ancient Soul Clan.
"It's not an option to hide here!"
Zhao Feng said calmly.
Although this spaceship has good defensive performance, it cannot withstand the siege of three eighth-level ancient gods.
Whoosh!
The three people put away the spacecraft and immediately appeared.
"Huh? There is one more person, you are Zhao Feng, the one who holds the ancient divine seal, right?"
The short-haired middle-aged man stared at Zhao Feng with a look of surprise.
"I didn't expect that I deliberately let you live, and you really caught a big fish!"
The extremely enchanting-looking woman next to her smiled evilly.
"What, you let us go on purpose?"
Ancient God Ning Yue was startled.
"Otherwise, can you two escape from us?"
Ancient God Youya couldn't help but laugh.
When Ancient God Poyue and Ancient God Ningyue learned this, their eyes suddenly dimmed.
"You should know Ancient God Black Sky!"
Zhao Feng suddenly spoke.
"Hmph, that old guy took the initiative to ask for orders to capture you, but failed in vain. It's really embarrassing!"
The short-haired middle-aged man said coldly.
"In this case, there is no need for me to be merciful!"
Zhao Feng's face was cold, and an icy killing intent filled the air.
Back then, Ancient God Black Sky and Ancient God Yelong teamed up to hunt him down and almost killed Zhao Feng.
Later, he only killed Ancient God Yelong and let Ancient God Black Sky escape.
Now, with the power of Ancient God Black Sky coming to his door, he will naturally not be polite.
"Zhao Feng!"
Ancient God Ning Yue looked stunned and looked at Zhao Feng.
Could it be that Zhao Feng couldn't see the situation clearly? Now their side is obviously weak.
"Haha, you'd better not be merciful, otherwise you will die in peace!"
The short-haired middle-aged man suddenly laughed wildly.
"Stop talking nonsense, kill them all!"
Ancient God Youya looked cold and said impatiently.
"Fight them!"
Ancient God Ning Yue bit his silver teeth, and a powerful aura of ancient bloodline emitted from his body.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flashed past, and the short-haired middle-aged man floated to the side of Zhao Feng.
"Haha, boy, please don't show mercy!"
The short-haired middle-aged man smiled sadly.
He could tell that Zhao Feng had just broken through to the eighth level, and the blood in his body seemed to be very weak, so he was not worried at all.
"Hunyuan Divine Fist!"
Zhao Feng activated his Hunyuan divine power and launched a tentative attack.
He has never been in contact with the ancient soul race among the ancient races, but he knows that the top races cannot be underestimated.
"Is divine power so powerful?"
The short-haired middle-aged man had a strange look on his face, and then he smiled: "But, it's too slow!"
Whoosh!
His body transformed into a wave of dark light, dodging Zhao Feng's punch.
"It's my turn!"
The short-haired middle-aged man suddenly appeared and struck out a dark palm of light.
The light palm exuded a powerful soul aura, and there was a lifelike dark little snake in the palm, twisting slowly and spitting out snake messages.
"Soul attack!"
Zhao Feng's left eye focused, analyzing the opponent's attack.
That palm is a soul attack, with both power and speed.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng dodged and avoided the opponent's attack.
"The space flickers...but what's the use?"
The short-haired middle-aged man looked slightly startled, and then showed an evil smile.
I saw that the dark palm of light that missed the attack turned around and continued to attack Zhao Feng's position.
"It's really weird!"
Zhao Feng's face darkened slightly.
Zhao Feng couldn't analyze the snake shadow in the opponent's palm just now, so there must be something fishy about it.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng's figure continued to flicker, dodging the faint black light palm.
However, the dark palm of light seemed to have spirituality and kept pursuing him.
More importantly, Zhao Feng discovered that the short-haired middle-aged man did not control this soul attack very well.
"Zhao Feng, this is a special method of the Ancient Soul Clan. The snake shadow is their cultivated 'soul beast', which is equivalent to the beast tamer's spiritual pet..."
At this moment, Ancient God Ningyue, who was fighting Ancient God Youya on the other side, immediately reminded him.
"Is that so?"
Zhao Feng looked surprised.
No wonder this dark palm light seems to have spirituality, it has been following him closely, and its power has not weakened at all. It is actually a soul beast cultivated by a special cultivation method.
For the ancient soul tribe, the soul beast is their spiritual pet, but it is easier to control and can be integrated into soul attacks.
Meow meow!
At this moment, the little thieving cat jumped out of the storage space.
"Then let's see whose spiritual pet is more powerful!"
Zhao Feng suddenly smiled.
Since the little thief cat ran out on its own initiative, it naturally wanted to play. I believe that the little thief cat also has a way to deal with the ancient soul clan.
"Hmph, can any wild cat be compared to my spirit beast?"
The short-haired middle-aged man snorted coldly, a little angry.
He pinched the magic formula, and dark light waves surged all over his body.
At the same time, the small snake in the dark light palm gradually increased in size, flew out of the dark light palm, and swallowed it.
Hiss!
The enlarged dark light snake, which was close to a small house in size, was ferocious and terrifying. It pounced towards Zhao Feng, as if it wanted to devour his soul.
Meow meow!
The little thief cat immediately stretched out the double gates. After the silver light and runes flashed, a white cat shadow flew out.
The body of the silver cat gradually grew larger, even bigger than the dark light snake.
Poof!
The silver cat pounced directly on the Dark Light Snake, leaving several deep scratches on its body while biting it crazily.
"That's...how do you know the secret skill of the Ancient Soul Clan's bloodline, 'Soul-Eating Strike'!"
The short-haired middle-aged man suddenly screamed.
The attack that the little thieving cat just performed was the extremely advanced bloodline secret skill of the Ancient Soul Clan, the "Soul Devouring Strike". Once it is used, the soul beast will briefly condense and devour the opponent's soul crazily.
"No, my shadow snake!"
At this moment, the short-haired middle-aged man realized that his soul beast was about to perish.
"You will die before he does!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded next to the short-haired middle-aged man.
"not good!"
The middle-aged man with short hair suddenly changes his complexion.
"Thunder Tribulation Eye Flame!"
As soon as Zhao Feng finished speaking, the short-haired middle-aged soul was ignited by a ball of thunder and lightning flames.
Boom! Boom!
Countless lightning filaments, exuding an astonishing aura of destruction, were bombarding his body.
"what happened?"
Ancient God Youya noticed something unusual on the other side, his consciousness suddenly changed, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Zhao Feng actually has the advantage!"
Ancient God Poyue looked at the situation on Zhao Feng's side and was shocked.
Less than a moment after the battle began, the powerful Ancient Soul Tribe was defeated by Zhao Feng!